But how are we to get up ?" "Oh! you must remember," answered she, "the large lime-tree near our native town, in which was a ball-room.

We used to ascend to it by a wooden staircase.

Could you not contrive something of the sort in one of these gigantic trees, where we might sleep in peace, fearing neither jackals nor any other terrible nocturnal enemy." I promised to consider this plan, hoping at least that we might make a commodious and shady dwelling among the roots.

To-morrow we were to examine it.

We then performed our evening devotions, and retired to rest.
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